John stood on the walls of the city of Yeovil, looking nervously at the barren wilderness beyond.

After finishing his patrol near the city gates, he rested for a while and climbed the stairs to the city walls to take over.

The guard work was carried out by a shift system, that is, the exchange of patrols and guards, which was an order given by the regimental commander, and it is said that in order to prevent the defenders from taking their monotonous work lightly.

With this, he stood on the wall as he wished, and obtained the means to see what was going on outside the city.

"Hey." A militiaman pushed John's shoulder, and it looked like he had just come to change shifts, "Speaking of which, did someone jump over the wall and escape from here just now?" ”

"Hey, you saw that too? I thought I was dazzled, how did that person manage such a high wall? Could it be a magician......? Another militiaman joined the conversation.

The two militiamen were talking about strange things that happened half an hour ago.

Half an hour ago, a dark-haired man suddenly appeared on the city wall and escaped by jumping off the wall in full view of everyone, causing a moment of chaos.

If it weren't for so many people seeing it at the same time, John would have thought he had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

After all, he was the first to meet that man.

He still vividly remembered how the man he had stopped had transformed into two people, and the eerie smile he had on before he vanished.

Since he was under the city wall at the time, he didn't know much about what happened after the man jumped on the wall.

I only heard that the knights defending the city were furious after that, and immediately ordered people to strengthen patrols and guards.

However, if you think about it carefully, people with such strength, even if they want to, they can't stop it.

John couldn't help but think.

"Huh? What are you doing in a daze, your waist is up! A muffled voice interrupted the militiamen's conversation, and John came back to his senses, and he turned his head to see a middle-aged knight in silver armor.

The knight glared angrily, carrying the knight's sword in one hand, but his other hand was covered with a bloodstained bandage.

His name was Jones, and he was the captain of the garrison here, and he was also a wounded soldier, and almost all the knights stationed in the city were like this, because the able-bodied people went on the expedition, and the rest were ordered by the commander of the Order to stay here.

Although the wound on his arm made him look a little less majestic, the unique momentum of being a soldier still made John feel a sense of oppression.

John couldn't help but straighten up and said, "Yes! Sir! ”

It's bad luck.

John couldn't help but think.

"Hmph." Jones snorted coldly, he could see that the soldier was not very serious about introspection, and just as he was about to speak out, a loud voice came into everyone's ears.

It was the voice of a scout.

"Report! To the northeast, enemy troops were spotted two thousand meters away! ”

"What?" Everyone's faces changed, and they hurriedly looked out of the city.

I saw the wasteland in the northeast, the yellow sand was rolling, and I could faintly see the figure of a person.

Jones immediately borrowed the magic guide glasses, and through the lenses with the eagle eye attribute attached, he could clearly see a group of soldiers in leather armor on tall horses approaching from afar.

There were more than 200 of these soldiers, and in terms of hair color and facial features, they were obviously different from the locals.

Jones immediately understood that those men were the Germanic barbarians who had fought them many times!

"Damn the Germanic ......!" Jones scolded under his breath.

"Germanic? Why are they here? Didn't the regimental commander go to intercept them...... Could it be that the head of the regiment has already ......? Salem, the vice-captain beside Jones, asked with an uneasy expression.

"Don't talk nonsense! It is impossible for the regiment commander to be killed by these rats, they must have bypassed the war zone to attack, the purpose is ...... I'm afraid it's to distract our forces! Jones said with a frown as he continued to observe the enemy.

In Jones's view, if you want to capture a city like Yeovil, it will take about a thousand professional soldiers to do it, and even elite troops based on quality should carry siege weapons to ensure victory.

But these barbarian soldiers in front of him were only two or three hundred people, and they were cavalrymen who didn't even bring siege weapons.

No matter how you think about it, you really came here to siege the city.

Therefore, Jones suspected that the other side only wanted to alleviate the disadvantages of the front-line battle and disperse his own forces before sending troops.

"Send the order to all the guards on the city wall to prepare their ranged weapons and wait until they get close before attacking! Especially the artillery group, try to use the magic throat cannon first to see if you can scare them off! ”

Jones commanded loudly.

"Yes!" Salem nodded, and trotted out to deliver orders to the various groups of guards.

The atmosphere on the city walls became tense.

The soldiers rushed from place to place, ready to fight.

After a while, when the crossbowmen lined up and the arrows were bowstringed, the artillery crew also mounted the cannon and fired the first shell.

Rumble!

Blue flames spread out from the muzzle of the cannon, and the solid cannonball made of iron balls threw a perfect arc towards the enemy group, like a crimson meteorite.

The Magic Throat Cannon is a powerful weapon made of concentrated magic stones and a special magic conduction structure, and it is named the Magic Throat Cannon because it emits a sharp sound like a devil's roar at the moment of launch.

This weapon has an effective range of 2,000 meters, and is generally used in siege battles or to defend cities, and it played a considerable role during the siege of Warcraft, so it was trusted by the knights of the Knights.

Jones took a look at it with the magic mirror and found that due to the distance, the shells did not hit any enemy, but only smashed a large crater with a diameter of 2 or 3 meters on the ground dozens of meters away from the enemy.

Jones frowned and roared, "Keep launching!" ”

More than a dozen magic throat cannons made a sharp and loud noise one after another, although the accuracy was still not good, but this time the fragmented cannonballs splashed more than a dozen cavalry, and the enemy seemed to be frightened, and quickly stopped the marching ranks.

John, who was on the side, saw this scene and couldn't help but feel uneasy, if these Germans really couldn't get in, it would not be a good thing for him.

He thought that his wife and daughter should now be in the rebel camp, and that he could go back to see them as long as he got things done.

John comforted himself as he suppressed the uneasiness in his heart.

He gasped for air and looked around.

He suddenly noticed that there were several pairs of eyes around him that flashed the same light as him, he recognized these faces, these people were the same as him, they were all people who had accepted the [commission] yesterday, he understood what they meant, and nodded.

"Captain, I have something to report!"

John, who had been an adventurer for a few years as a young man, knew how to hide his murderous aura and how to use his weapon covertly, and he controlled his aura and walked quickly close to Jones, who had his back to him.

"What?"

The moment the other person turned around, John strangled the opponent's neck with one hand, and stabbed the opponent in the throat with the other hand with a dagger.

"Ah...... Hmmm......"

Blood splatters.

Jones, the captain of the guard, who did not anticipate this situation at all, did not even have time to resist, and collapsed in a pool of blood.

"Do it!"

"This, what's going on......" One of the knights beside Jones noticed the anomaly and panicked.

But before he could finish his sentence, an arrow pierced his forehead.

It was a militiaman who had just confronted John.

The militia was clearly killing for the first time, and his face was a little pale.

But he still held himself on, shouting loudly. "Great, guys! Put up the white flag! Then open the gates to me too! Surrender without killing!! ”

This alarm alarmed everyone on the city walls, and at the same time let the traitors who joined the operation know that their time for rebellion had come.

……

"Look! The white flag is up! The scout of the 4th Saxon Army pointed to the white banner erected on the walls of Yeovil and said excitedly to his superiors.

General Athera nodded and said yes, the corners of his mouth slightly curled.

As the sage of the tribe, Lord Vonrisen, had planned, he successfully rebelled against the civilians who had come to the rebel camp yesterday to seek refuge, and even kidnapped their families, half-inducing and half-coercing them to infiltrate the Yeovil garrison as temporary advisers. Although this kind of roundabout and despicable approach is somewhat inconsistent with Asherra's values. But the bloodless opening of the city, which had not been able to be captured for a month, still made him want to praise the old man's resourcefulness.

There are no able-bodied knights guarding this city now, the only trouble is those few magic throat cannons, and now as soon as the city gate is opened, they will rush in, and the capture of the city can be said to be a matter of easy reach.

Thinking of this, Ashera laughed and roared, "Brothers! It's time for battle! Break through that gate! The woman, the riches, and the glory will be yours! ”

Athera's words were immediately echoed by many people, and he smugly kicked his horse's belly and led the hundreds of cavalry to the city gate at full speed.

……

Yeovil City, a modest cottage in a residential area.

The noise of the street faintly entered the study.

In the middle of the study, a woman in her thirties yawned.

She had just been instructing her disciples to advance to the rank of magician, and when she heard this noisy sound, she rubbed her eyes as if she had just woken up, and slowly stood up from her chair.

This action shocked the two little girls next to her.

"Mentor, what's wrong with you......?" Saria tilted her head in confusion, "The difficulty is that you are not feeling well?" Do you want me to make you a cup of tea? ”

"No, it's okay, just stay here, there seems to be a guest outside." The mentor said mysteriously.